Last week I dropped a carload of books, household goods, and the remainder of my DVD collection to the parish rummage sale. Last year I was reluctant to let go of some things, so I kept them but resolved to read, watch or use them.
I didn’t, so away they went.
Later I went to the sale and (of course) looked for my former possessions. Other than an electric teakettle and a few philosophy books, nothing remained. There’s a kind of thrill in knowing someone else has found a use for one’s donated belongings.
I hope someone got a great deal. I certainly did.
First I found old – but not rusty – leather-grip pruning shears and floral snips. Considering the state of my current shears, a used pair is an upgrade. The latch on the floral snips is broken, but a Velcro strip is an easy fix.
Kitchen ware is a major draw for bargain-seekers, particularly college students furnishing their first apartments. On the other hand, one sales table resembled a museum display. I smiled with nostalgia at old-style Oster and Cuisinart food processors in the pale greens and not-quite-daffodil yellow of the 1970s.
I settled on a Brita filtered water pitcher, a perfect replacement for the one I broke in the spring. Then I found real treasure: a pair of Bose bookshelf speakers to complete my raggle-taggle sound system.
I’ve written before about how the rummage sale is the best, but to recap the pricing: There are no prices. Buyers take their finds to a member of the Ladies Guild and make her an offer. In my case, I pulled a ten from my purse, then another… and she smiled and approved. Twenty dollars!
With more things leaving than arriving at La Casa de Tontería, I definitely got a good deal.